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Trade Rock
You make your way through the grasslands trying to find a nice shady tree to rest under. Soon you stumble upon a large rock that has a small den dug out underneath where an old lioness sits surrounded by assorted items she seemed almost as old as the rock she made her den under. She purrs in a raspy voice cracking from moons without use. "Come in young one peruse these treasures but beware everything has a price here."
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